Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

The brain is like a blank, refusing to turn around...

"Kick!"

With a soft sound, the stone slab above the head was suddenly lifted.

There was a sudden light in front of my eyes, and a bright candlelight shone in.

"Black Flame! Why are you here?" [

Gong Wuye's tone was both surprised and blamed.

"Little Rabbit!"

Gong Yanmo's face turned pale instantly, and his voice trembled a little.

Feng Lingyan smiled erratically: "I'm sorry to interrupt your sex talk."

Looking at Gong Yanmo with a pair of eyes, he said word by word: "Fanxiang—should I call you Jiyue Fanxiang? Or should I call you the master of Wuyan Sect?"

Her smile was erratic and desperate, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

His body went limp, and he fell down the iron ladder...

There was a sound of wind in her ears, and her body did not fall to the ground, but fell into his arms.

Gong Yanmo's face was as pale as paper, and his usual calm and indifferent appearance suddenly cracked, revealing a deep sense of panic: "Little rabbit..."

How could she appear here?

How much did you hear? !

Feng Lingyan's face was as pale as paper, but he didn't faint.

Eyes wide open, without any focal length.

Gong Yanmo hugged her lightly, then jumped back to the ground.

Gong Wuye's eyes widened in surprise: "Brother, what did you call him? He... Isn't he Heiyan?"

"let me go!"

The light in Feng Lingyan's eyes was cold, and none of the candlelight in the room was reflected in her eyes, only the darkness of despair.

At this moment, she has no intention of pretending to be Hei Yan anymore, and her voice is her original tone.

Gong Wuye took a step back, and finally heard her voice, her face changed drastically. [

A murderous look suddenly flashed in his eyes.He raised his palm and slapped it over!